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[196] LET’S REUNITE
“I didn’t believe it when I heard it.” Aracely said when she caught the reflection of a brown haired boy with green eyes at the familiar lake. Her fingers tugged on her white gown as she struggled to breath through her tears and the warm feeling in her chest. She took a step forward and ignored the pain that shot up in her foot when she hit a small rock. She could remember the night she had found this place.
Or better still that she had fallen off.
She had just left her home for fresh air after her small argument with Latifa- Latifa. Aracely still struggled to accept that she was gone. They had spent their best years together, struggling through the twisted maze they called life. Aracely knew Latifa didn’t deserve to die, no one did. But she was dead. She got she got straight to the head no freaking questioned asked and why? Because she was related to Aracely. Aracely grew up understanding the meaning of l
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ARAMIDE [1] UNCERTAINTY
“He-he killed him!" I sobbed out, drenched in sweat. I ran my hands through my hair and paced about. My body shook rapidly, one would think I had epilepsy at this point, but I assure you, if you were in my position, you'd do the same thing. ***** “When I was a child — Everything felt so permanent. My wants, my needs, people, bonds. Now, as an adult, I have realized that nothing is. It's all temporary. We could lose it all in the blink of an eye. That has been the scariest part of adulting.” Things weren't always like this. It all began with my mother's accident — Tolulope Adegoke. She died in an accident on my fourteenth birthday. Some claimed it was an attack, others said it was just bad timing. Either way, as an orphaned child, I ended up with my Uncle. It was all sugar and Candy, Till well, you know, it turned sour. I remember the day my uncle had stripped me of my dignity, It was that day I understood what it meant to feel worthless, that same day, Hatred was born, Deep
ARAMIDE [2] INTERVIEW
"It's Dayo, isn't it? He's trying to convince you to go back." She said as she walked over to be and knelt beside where I sat “Girl what happened to our dream of a better future? don't show weakness now" Bola begged as she grabbed my hands into hers, I pulled away. "You know how much I've wanted this job,” I admitted softly. “But then again, at what price? girl. I feel so out of place here!" I said exasperated. "Aramide, I want to ask you a question and you need to answer me sincerely," Bola said. “Ask away,” I replied with a shrug "What's more important? Your toxic relationship in Lagos? Or your new life here in London?" Some questions leave a lot to be desired... --------------------Do you know what's worse than losing your pen during an exam? It's arriving late to an interview, Good job Aramide! Note the sarcasm. "Stop! Stop! It's here" I said to the taxi driver. He seemed to notice the urgency in my voice as the car pulled to a halt almost immediately. I would have lo
ARAMIDE [3] DAYO ADEYEMI
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ARAMIDE [4] LOVE?
It had been three hours. Three long excruciating hours since Dayo was hauled away in a body bag, sincerely, I had hoped this was a dream, that I would wake up and it wasn't real, but the more time passed by, I realized; This madness was real. Dayo was dead and I killed him. I was sat beside Bola in the hospital. She had mustered the courage to call the cops and that was how they found me. Typical Bola — Putting herself in constant danger to save me. Bola Hampton was a character, she was loving, kind, sassy, and had this first impression that screamed "don't mess with me" I recall carefully, the day I met her, I was in my first year at university, and she was in her second. She had defended me from some boys who were harassing me, Bola was no ordinary girl, she was a bundle of power, intelligence and
ARAMIDE [5] FATE AND DOUBTS
All know is when his lips intertwined with mine, I never wanted to let go. ************** "This is wrong" I whispered as we broke the kiss. A tear slipped down my eyes as I looked away, guilt hit me like a pile of rocks. "I-I just killed someone!" I yelled exasperated and frustrated. I shouldn't be doing this —what sort of person was I becoming? "It was self-defense," Cole assured. "What do you know?" I shot at him "I...I never wanted this, and now...” I trailed off looking away from both him and the water below. “I think I should have stayed in Lagos if I had never left, he-he—” I tried to speak but was cut short. "He would have still abused you. You would be at h
ARAMIDE [6] DILEMMA
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ARAMIDE [7] I FELL FOR YOU
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